Luyện nghe bài hát Son Get Wrec

* corrections to the typist

(Verse)
This is a warning I advise you all to stay
Yo Reals grab the nine it's time to go to work
Ask Dee, rest the rhythm, I hit 'me, I just split 'em
Besta that's the way you should've did him
Backing niggaz down the heat, feel the flame
Ripping through your flesh, can you the pain
I don't give a fuck, I never did, I never
A little Crooklyn nigga with the skill to kill
Which to the point I will the trey pound
Nobody makes a move, nobody makes a
Catch mad wreck, hell with my crew
Chilling in the east as I sip on a
Drugs no frills cause the dutch is the
An who blows up because I have to
Bust mad shots, it's for me to misbehave
doesn't like it we can take it to the grave

(Chorus 4x)
SON GET
SON GET
SON GET
It's for you to represent

(Verse)
I'm a grave digging nigga that can his own weight
They tried to flex on the five now they is at fate
They think I had enough heart to set off the spark
I'm a shorty getting naughty I'll after dark
My are bloodshot red
All the hell I feel has set the in my kingdom
And not your rule in every state, the war as
I'm about just blow, so the hand grenade
It's time to let you know my do deeds, though
Plus they will, slugs through your grill
The you will feel, rippin', wrecking, causing mad drama
You acted like you want it, now you crippled like your

(Chorus 4x)
SON GET
SON GET
SON GET
It's for you to represent

(Verse)
Spread your wind and prepare to meet your
Fucking with the five, I'm like the night taker
Deaths in the street, in the borough as Brooklyn
Where niggaz lose they and they get their shit tooken
run it all, don't even try to riff
Shoved down his throat was the 5th
Shoot out his brains, left them on the dinner
home, got the urge to watch a little cable
Just lay your back, and about the things that I do
Throw on my timberlands, my crooked eye brew
Well my man Due, me to met him at the spot
Cause is getting hot, too many bodies in the lot
Just the other day they a girl in the exit
Put her in the dorm, now she months pregnant
Damn it's so in the heart of buck town
better think before he dare to fuck around

(Chorus 4x)
SON GET
SON GET
SON GET
time for you to represent